readx;? If it was in the past, when he saw such a beautiful girl, the first thing Gerald had to do was to tidy up his outfits, and then show a smile that he thought was handsome, and come to the girl's side, and be a gentleman: "Hello girl, my name is Gerald Felton, can I be lucky enough to know your name?"

But now he didn't dare and couldn't do it. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info because the beautiful girl in front of him was holding a sharp knife against his neck, and it was in her private compartment. He couldn't figure out where she had come from.

"Calm down, girl. Gerald pretended to be calm and said, "Although I don't know how you came up, and I don't know what kind of hatred you have with me, I advise you to put down your sword, and once you hurt me, my groom will not let you go." ”

Saying that, Gerald still had some regret in his heart, on weekdays, when he went out, he was accompanied by three or two guards. But today he felt troublesome, so he didn't bring it, so he was his groom in the carriage except him. But thinking of the muscles on the groom, he felt more confident in his heart.

It's a pity that his confidence didn't make the woman feel the slightest touch, and the woman casually waved the knife in her hand, swimming between Gerald's collarbone and chin: "Is it?"

The woman's reaction made Gerald a little uneasy, he turned slightly sideways, looked out through the gap in the door of the carriage, and saw the back outside the carriage, and sighed in his heart.

It wasn't his groom, his groom was dressed in gray, and the people outside were wearing black. Damn, when did his strong-as-cow groom be replaced, he didn't feel it at all.

"What are you going to do?" Gerald's finally panicked, "I'm from the Felton family!"

"Yes, thanks for the reminder. The woman blinked, "I'm afraid we've caught the wrong person." ”

The woman is very beautiful, with rare red hair, and she smiles like a bewitching queen who charms the whole city. It's just that her smile makes Gerald feel a chill, and her eyes make Gerald involuntarily think of poisonous scorpions.

Yes, this woman is like a poisonous scorpion!

Seeing that Gerald's face was pale, the woman slightly hooked the corners of her mouth: "The eldest son of the hunter family is really disappointingly timid." Seriously, if the hunters were like you, then we wouldn't have to exist. ”

The woman's words made Gerald think of something, and he looked at the woman in horror: "You are from the law enforcement team?!"

The woman was about to finish speaking, when a strong male voice suddenly came from outside the carriage: "Quintina, don't say too much." ”

The woman named Quintina pursed her lips, and at the same time the corners of her mouth outlined a dangerous arc. She looked at Gerald as if she were looking at a corpse: "What are you afraid of, what if you know? Do you really think he can leave alive?"

Quintina's words seemed to drain Gerald's strength in an instant, and he collapsed in the corner like a lump of mud. As a member of a family of hunters, how could he not know what the law enforcement team is, all he has now is regret, regret that he didn't listen to his grandfather, ran out without permission, and regretted not bringing the guards.

The law enforcement team is the biggest enemy of hunters besides the dragons.

When the Messiah saw Ian, his first reaction was not joy, but surprise. She was surprised at why Ian had climbed in through the window, her room was on the second floor.

Seeing the Messiah looking at him in amazement, Ian felt a sense of accomplishment. He wanted to jump up from the window handsomely, walk gracefully up to the Messiah, kiss her hand, and then say softly, "See you again, my princess." ”

It's a pity that reality doesn't allow him to do this, and the first thing he said to the Messiah was: "Can you stop looking at it and come and help, my clothes are stuck in a branch." And, you damn cat, I swear, if you dare scratch my face!!"

Eventually, with the help of the Messiah, Ian succeeded and slipped into the Messiah's room "unknowingly". To Ian's excitement, this was the Messiah's bedroom, with a large bed in the center of the room. The bed was a white mosquito net, and pink bedding and pillows were placed in the mosquito net.

"You like pink?" Ian looked at the Messiah in disbelief, he felt that pink did not match the Messiah's temperament.

The Messiah took the black cat in his arms and shook his head: "I don't like it." ”

"That"

"They thought I liked it. The Messiah said, "In fact I seldom sleep in this room. ”

"Well, you must like white, don't you?"

The Messiah shook his head.

"What about blue?"

Ian thought that Messiah's hair and eyes were blue, then she must like blue, and who knew that Messiah also shook his head in denial.

"Not really. Ian sat down on the bed, he'd never slept in such a soft bed, "And what color do you like?"

The Messiah thought for a moment and replied, "Black." ”

"Hmm, is it because you like the black cat?" Ian asked, pointing to the black cat in Messiah's arms.

The Messiah didn't shake his head or nod, just quietly looked at Ian's eyes and hair. But Ian didn't understand what she meant, but when she didn't want to answer, he touched it in his bosom, took out a leather bag, and handed it to the Messiah.

Messiah took the leather bag, felt the warmth in the bag, and then looked at Ian in confusion.

"A snack you had last time. Ian scratched his head and said with some embarrassment, "I was thinking of giving you something, but I really didn't know what to give, and I thought that you were very interested in this snack that night, so I took a detour to buy one." ”

The Messiah blinked: "I heard that when men give gifts to women, they all give flowers. ”

"Ugh. ”

Messiah's words embarrassed Ian, and he really didn't think about sending flowers. But Ian didn't blame himself for this, he blamed his father for it, and he remembered that he didn't send flowers to Shirley, but gave a fish, and then said very affectionately: "I think the stew is better than the roast, what do you say?"

"Next time, next time. Ian smiled awkwardly, "I'll definitely send flowers next time." ”

The Messiah shook his head: "I don't like flowers. ”

Ian was speechless, why don't you like what you're bringing up? Embarrassing me, girl, you're naughty.

"And what do you like?"

The Messiah tilted his head: "I like lucky bags, small musical instruments, and kittens, and snacks." ”

Lucky bags, small musical instruments, kittens, snacks?

Ian felt these things familiar.

Instead of making Ian think too much, the Messiah took the initiative to change the subject. But Ian wasn't a fool after all, and he soon understood what the Messiah meant.

Aren't the things she likes the same things Ian gave her?

As long as it's from you, I like it.

This is what the Messiah means.

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